>Thoughts On Your Mind?<

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Two days.

Balloon hadn't heard from Taco or the monster for two days.

Everyone in the hotel was on edge, mostly Trophy and Fan, but mostly everyone just thought it was a coincidence. TestTube had managed to get MePhone back online with the help of Lightbulb but she still couldn't recover objects due to the camera damage Balloon had caused him. Trophy stayed distant from everyone in the hotel, more then he use to and OJ was to busy with trying to sort out security for the hotel. Knife's body was never found, everyone suspects he was murdered at the same time as MePhone. The crew of the hotel put flowers outside of what use to be Trophy's and Tissues room, outside of Soaps and Mic's old room and outside Pickles and Knifes room.

Balloon snapped out of his trance and noticed the snow falling down outside his window, he jumped up and grabbed his phone from the side, his eyes refreshed and droopy. He scrolled through social media and made his way to the lobby, to which he saw; Paper and Bomb discussing with some hot chocolate, Soap cleaning the Tv stand, getting in the way of Pickle who was playing his game and Cheesy randomly dancing in the corner with headphones on.

Balloon sat next to Pickle on the couch, looking at the tv as he didn't notice Pickle silently moving away from him, "So uh... whatcha playing?" Balloon shyly asked, low on confidence. "Hm? Just some Object Combat... can't get past this stupid npc." Pickle said with annoyance in his choice of tone, Balloon just silently nodded and looked back at his phone.

It seemed to him like all that had happened with Taco and himself had just faded into obscurity, Balloon looked outside the closed slide open glass doors to the frozen pool outside to see Marshmallow trying to teach Apple how to Ice Skate on the frozen pool out in the slow snowstorm and Lightbulb and Fan making a snow man. "SOAP TO YOU MIND!?" Pickle bursted out yelling, causing Balloons head to ace. "Well sorry! Someone has to wipe these winter germs away sooner or later!" Soap turned around in the middle of the Tv, the two of them yelling and making a bigger deal that what it really was.

"Both of you shut up!" Yang roared, appearing from the kitchen, "Yeah! We've all heard enough for the week already!" Ying joined in. Soon the three of them got into an even bigger argument, (If you count Ying-Yang as one person) making the lobby turn into a loud mess. Balloon quickly got up and left the lobby, already regretting going out his room, his mind buzzed and ringed as he made his way through the hallway, walking past the three piles of flowers outside the two doors. He noticed how Tissues had less flowers then Mic and Knife, he saw Trophy's door slightly open and decided to peek in, he silently watched as he saw Trophy through the mirror of the restroom washing his face with warm water, he also noticed the bags under his eyes and the scars on his arms.

Balloon took deep notice to these scars, where they marks of Trophy murdering Tissues and used the pills as a distraction? Or maybe something else. Balloons mind raced with thoughts as he watched more curiosity, suddenly, "What are you doing?" He heard Baseball behind him, he screeched and turned around. "U- uh nothing! I was going to talk to Trophy about something but I wanted to check if he was busy and I..." Suddenly the door flung open and Trophy was there, looking at them both in aggression. "Talk to me about what?" Trophy's voice was scratchy and low, his scars on his arms not being covered caused more questions in Balloon's mind. "Baseball just go away and let me talk to him!" Balloon pushed Trophy back into his room with him and closed the door.

Baseball just walked away from the room, confusion in his eyes. "What is it?" Trophy watched as Balloon sat him down on his bed, because there was only one bed there now they just sat there together. Balloon didn't know what to say, he didn't really want to talk to Trophy but he did feel bad since Trophy looked as if he was hanging on by a thread. "You look really bleak so I just wanted to see if I could help you, anything going on in that mind of yours?" Balloon said slowly, thinking before he'd speak since he'd known how egressive Trophy can be. He scoffed, "What could I use your help for? I'm perfectly fine." Trophy grabbed one of his blankets around him and covered himself in it, except his head, while making it look as if he was now trying to hide the those marks.

"I know how you can be. However you don't need to go through whatever your going through alone. Now tell me Trophy... what's on your mind?" Balloon now actually curious, tried a move affectionate approach since he'd known Trophy has never had that before. "Uh..." Trophy had a slight red flush in his face, not use to this comforting tone, "It's just I was there.." he itched his arm, "When Tissues was... y'know. His screams and all the throwing up... those images won't get out my head, I wish I could have done something, say something before I found him lying on the bathroom floor. I guess I'm just to self centred to actually notice things around me." Trophy looked away, tears flashing his eyes as he looked at if all those memories came flashing back. Who'd known Trophy was an actual softie down inside.

Balloon looked at the blanket covering Trophy, it's light cyan colour showing it belonged to Tissues, "I... I see. Well I'm glad you said the first part... about saying something? You didn't know that was going to happen to Tissues and you shouldn't hold yourself against that. Now come downstairs, I smells as if someone's making Pudding." Balloon decided to bring light into this conversation, he lightly nudged Trophy with his elbow on the arm so he wouldn't bring pain to him.

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Sorry about the boring chapter smh. But I wanted a relief from the killing and some wholesome stuff instead. Anyway yeah, beans.

ALSO I MADE THIS BECAUSE I WAS TESTING SOME THINGS OUTTTT.

ALSO I MADE THIS BECAUSE I WAS TESTING SOME THINGS OUTTTT

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IM SO PROUD OF IT BUT ITS SO BAD [S O B]

ANYWAY Have a nice day, evening or night!

- Caramel <3
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